I’ve got something to say, but I don’t want to shout
Every moment I wait I’m more afraid to let it out
You’ve got nothing to say, I’ve got nothing to show
Makes a little date, late, fate, so it goes

The freedom that I want to have is written in a book, oh

Locked away in the clouds, let a whimper rain down
If they notice below it’s only soaking in the ground
Keeping figures in mind, writing faster than time
If you set it straight you finely break the quoted gate

The freedom that I want to have is written in a book
Freedom that I want to have is eaten in a booth, oh

Oh, to do it well
Oh, to do it well
Let’s keep dancing along

Poster framed in the hall, an idol of the stare
Likely to recall wall to wall what happens there
A vision to proclaim, one line of the page
If we’re reached by another age, there is no game

Freedom that I want to have is written in a book
The freedom that I want to have is sitting to a tune, oh

Upon this rock I found an untrue home
Relinquished thought to lie in sonic arms
Awaiting at latchkey, the ice of a daiquiri drained of its flavor and goal
Branded at start line the heroes of our time are shining then ***** as gold

They all rocked and rolled
Rocked, then rolled away
Rock and rolled away

Upon this rock I found an untrue home
If one second stops the minute overloads
To saunter is brave, but to ponder is fake, it’s a stalling of ****** needs
Rumors of my “me” have driven to mud plains, and now sip the oldest of teas
In a nasal tone, painted lonely
An angel is cold, it overtakes and saves me

Let me rock and roll
Rock and roll away
Rock then roll away

The details of a blessed devotion,
it lifts my many yokes
To keep me hanging on, and up,
I won’t live to float

Let me rock and roll
Rock and roll away
Rock and roll away
Rock and roll away

Upon this rock I found an untrue home
Only one mantra successfully haunts us without self-perpetual poke
Among the receivers and dreamers of fever, to everyone else it’s a joke

Let ‘em rock and roll
Rock and roll away
Rock then roll away